A Amish girl and her mother

 

The walls closed and the girl and her mother watched the small numbers above the walls light up sequentially.

They continued to watch until the last number was reached, and they watched some more as the numbers began to light in reverse order.

The walls opened up again and a hunky young man stepped out.

The mother, not taking her eyes off the young man, said quietly to her daughter, “Go get your father.”